Chapter 109
The eternal moon is always above the sky.
At first, he couldn't tell which one was Beidou and which one was Qiming.I always feel that those dazzling, flickering, and unreachable things are shining.
Yinxi was born in an unknown place, and was brought up by the witch doctor in the clan.At that time, the witch doctor was still a god-like existence, the lifeblood of the entire race.
When he first differentiated the sweetness and sweetness of herbs, he always felt that the herbs were all bitter, as if all the tasteable things in the world were insipid to him.
Until, God sent him the sweetest piece of candy.
Picking up that little fox was an accident, an accident that he was willing to recall a thousand times for the rest of his life.
She was so small, so delicate, her silver hair and hers were laid together under the starry sky like snow-white satin, and when her golden eyes looked at him, they were always curved like two small crescent moons, shining brightly.
He held her carefully, put her on the tip of his heart, and took care of everything from food to clothing with his own hands.This kind of fun is many times happier than staying in the pharmacy all year round.
He knew that she had no talent, but when he saw her standing there at a loss and lowering her head after making troubles, he couldn't bear to sternly reprimand her, and thousands of words turned into a sigh.
Years of loneliness have been washed away, and even the ordinary days are alive again.No matter how insignificant and silent she is in the clan, every time she looks at her, her heart is filled.
Sometimes he would feel that she was like a little pet he picked up, coaxing her nicely and watching her grow up beautifully and happily.
He wished that she would grow up earlier, so maybe he could still muster up the courage to kiss her before his years were gone.
Such a cute little fox, watching the paper-cutting of the corners of the eaves being jingled by the wind every day.I look forward to realizing the wish of the wishing tree every day.
Just as what she likes is the master, what he likes is only her.What does that have to do with those identities?
Whatever she wants, he will help her find it.Even if it is difficult to block.
Losing her...is a nightmare that I dare not even dream about. As long as I have the slightest thought of this, my heart will hurt as if it is tightly grasped by something.
However, the nightmare came after all.
He walked across thousands of mountains and rivers with a medicine basket on his back, looking for a medicine that could cure her.In the back basket stuffed full of medicinal herbs, there was still a drowsy her.
The moon, she likes it, so he will be the moon on that day.
Before he came back to his senses, the man had already turned into fly ash and scattered in the yellow sand all over the sky.
What is a god?If the gods took her away, then it doesn't matter if it's killing the gods, right?
Injecting the poisonous polluted water into the root system of the divine tree, the hideous vines wrapped around his body struggled with him.
The young man dripping with scars and blood raised the corners of his mouth, and his laughter grew stronger.
God is also very fragile, isn't it, as long as he wants to kill, he must not live.
Since they took away his moon, then he will make this world no longer have a moon.
He released tens of thousands of living dead, watched them gnaw the world into pieces, and watched the sun set little by little.Even though the light is so warm and yellow, it is still cold when it shines on the body.Only the wishing lottery on the chest is still warm.
She wrote on it that she wanted to be with him forever.
Perhaps this does not require the so-called gods to achieve, as long as she is willing, he will always be with her.
Since when did you realize that this world is nothing but a huge virtual cage?He can't remember.
Everyone, everything is fake, including his twisted love, twisted heart.
How ridiculous.The so-called gods, feelings, and clans are all fictions set up by others. Perhaps, they themselves are just living in an insignificant book.When the plot ends, the curtain falls again...
If the world collapses, everything will return to the original point and start again.This is the conclusion that Yinxi came to after trying many times.
He was full of anticipation to promote this ending again and again, just to be able to meet her again.
But, neither, neither.
No child was as cute as her, and they all looked at him with childish purpose.He thought, maybe he would be a quest target in the eyes of those people?
Seeing those people crying and begging for "system", and then dying miserably together with those alienated monsters in the house in despair.
Yinxi's heart has never been so calm.
Waiting, waiting endlessly, even if the world is broken one after another, she will always come back, and under the setting sun, she will throw herself into his arms with open arms.
Even if he has been so lonely and morbidly persistent for tens of thousands of years, it has been so long that he has begun to lose his original intention.But he will still read another page under the starry sky, holding the story book that has been rubbed until it is wrinkled and yellowed.
If only he could watch her grow up, he would never allow those boys to get close to her, he would definitely hide her well and raise her for the rest of his life.
The kiss that fell gently on her forehead will also fall on her lips.
In a trance, Yinxi has already forgotten how she felt when she saw her again.
In an instant, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and even the gray sky was dispelled by the breeze and turned into a clear sky.
His fingertips were trembling when he held her.That is the treasure he lost and found again, the little A Wan who holds it on the tip of his heart...
He saw that she was as cunning and cute as before, but he could only approach her slowly according to the plot.If it weren't for the so-called plot restriction, I'm afraid, this sick and depressed feeling would have been uncontrollable long ago.
She didn't know that the reason he was so proficient at sewing was because he had made thousands of beautiful little skirts for her.
She didn't know that he cooked delicious food because he had spent countless years experimenting with her favorite flavors.
She didn't know that every time she rushed over to call him master sweetly, the gentleness that the man radiated from the depths of his brows and eyes was more than just a master-student relationship.
Even if the tragedy happened again, he didn't have the slightest strength to overthrow it.Wouldn't it be too cruel for him to watch her leave again?
Just… just do it all over again.It doesn't matter how many years he has to wait this time, he wants to see her.
He wants to caress her soft hair, he wants to hold her by his side for the rest of his life, he wants to hold her on the steps under the eaves and listen to the rustling of the paper-cut corners of the eaves, he wants to wait until the tree is covered with "Together Forever" ...
The endless loop was finally interrupted, and before he was about to collapse the world again, the trance air became so gentle.
He pushed open the door and saw her sitting under the eaves, looking up and smiling sweetly at him.
Is it an illusion?It's still a fantasy... It's still the compensation you couldn't ask for.
Before he could think clearly, he followed his own heart and hugged her.Petite and soft, just like in memory.
Watching the setting sun, watching the sunset, watching the vast expanse of stars, watching the moon that you can't ask for.
At the last moment before he felt himself dissipating, he heard her whisper softly: "Enough is enough."
Master, over the years, you have worked very hard, you must be very tired.Enough is enough, this liking is enough.
It turned out that a non-existent virtual character like him would also have a moment of death.
He was not afraid of disappearing into the world, but at that moment his heart became extremely clear.
Go on, Xiao Wan, no matter where you are, I will find you and stay with you.
Until, all worlds are broken.
You and me alone.
QAQ I love him so much! ! ! ! ! !
Although this book is very exciting and few people read it, the reason why I have not stopped updating it is probably the characters created by the pen and the little angels who voted for me.
Every time I see you, I can't bear to be eunuchs.
There are few fans, so I love it! ! !
(End of this chapter)
The eternal moon is always above the sky.
At first, he couldn't tell which one was Beidou and which one was Qiming.I always feel that those dazzling, flickering, and unreachable things are shining.
Yinxi was born in an unknown place, and was brought up by the witch doctor in the clan.At that time, the witch doctor was still a god-like existence, the lifeblood of the entire race.
When he first differentiated the sweetness and sweetness of herbs, he always felt that the herbs were all bitter, as if all the tasteable things in the world were insipid to him.
Until, God sent him the sweetest piece of candy.
Picking up that little fox was an accident, an accident that he was willing to recall a thousand times for the rest of his life.
She was so small, so delicate, her silver hair and hers were laid together under the starry sky like snow-white satin, and when her golden eyes looked at him, they were always curved like two small crescent moons, shining brightly.
He held her carefully, put her on the tip of his heart, and took care of everything from food to clothing with his own hands.This kind of fun is many times happier than staying in the pharmacy all year round.
He knew that she had no talent, but when he saw her standing there at a loss and lowering her head after making troubles, he couldn't bear to sternly reprimand her, and thousands of words turned into a sigh.
Years of loneliness have been washed away, and even the ordinary days are alive again.No matter how insignificant and silent she is in the clan, every time she looks at her, her heart is filled.
Sometimes he would feel that she was like a little pet he picked up, coaxing her nicely and watching her grow up beautifully and happily.
He wished that she would grow up earlier, so maybe he could still muster up the courage to kiss her before his years were gone.
Such a cute little fox, watching the paper-cutting of the corners of the eaves being jingled by the wind every day.I look forward to realizing the wish of the wishing tree every day.
Just as what she likes is the master, what he likes is only her.What does that have to do with those identities?
Whatever she wants, he will help her find it.Even if it is difficult to block.
Losing her...is a nightmare that I dare not even dream about. As long as I have the slightest thought of this, my heart will hurt as if it is tightly grasped by something.
However, the nightmare came after all.
He walked across thousands of mountains and rivers with a medicine basket on his back, looking for a medicine that could cure her.In the back basket stuffed full of medicinal herbs, there was still a drowsy her.
The moon, she likes it, so he will be the moon on that day.
Before he came back to his senses, the man had already turned into fly ash and scattered in the yellow sand all over the sky.
What is a god?If the gods took her away, then it doesn't matter if it's killing the gods, right?
Injecting the poisonous polluted water into the root system of the divine tree, the hideous vines wrapped around his body struggled with him.
The young man dripping with scars and blood raised the corners of his mouth, and his laughter grew stronger.
God is also very fragile, isn't it, as long as he wants to kill, he must not live.
Since they took away his moon, then he will make this world no longer have a moon.
He released tens of thousands of living dead, watched them gnaw the world into pieces, and watched the sun set little by little.Even though the light is so warm and yellow, it is still cold when it shines on the body.Only the wishing lottery on the chest is still warm.
She wrote on it that she wanted to be with him forever.
Perhaps this does not require the so-called gods to achieve, as long as she is willing, he will always be with her.
Since when did you realize that this world is nothing but a huge virtual cage?He can't remember.
Everyone, everything is fake, including his twisted love, twisted heart.
How ridiculous.The so-called gods, feelings, and clans are all fictions set up by others. Perhaps, they themselves are just living in an insignificant book.When the plot ends, the curtain falls again...
If the world collapses, everything will return to the original point and start again.This is the conclusion that Yinxi came to after trying many times.
He was full of anticipation to promote this ending again and again, just to be able to meet her again.
But, neither, neither.
No child was as cute as her, and they all looked at him with childish purpose.He thought, maybe he would be a quest target in the eyes of those people?
Seeing those people crying and begging for "system", and then dying miserably together with those alienated monsters in the house in despair.
Yinxi's heart has never been so calm.
Waiting, waiting endlessly, even if the world is broken one after another, she will always come back, and under the setting sun, she will throw herself into his arms with open arms.
Even if he has been so lonely and morbidly persistent for tens of thousands of years, it has been so long that he has begun to lose his original intention.But he will still read another page under the starry sky, holding the story book that has been rubbed until it is wrinkled and yellowed.
If only he could watch her grow up, he would never allow those boys to get close to her, he would definitely hide her well and raise her for the rest of his life.
The kiss that fell gently on her forehead will also fall on her lips.
In a trance, Yinxi has already forgotten how she felt when she saw her again.
In an instant, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and even the gray sky was dispelled by the breeze and turned into a clear sky.
His fingertips were trembling when he held her.That is the treasure he lost and found again, the little A Wan who holds it on the tip of his heart...
He saw that she was as cunning and cute as before, but he could only approach her slowly according to the plot.If it weren't for the so-called plot restriction, I'm afraid, this sick and depressed feeling would have been uncontrollable long ago.
She didn't know that the reason he was so proficient at sewing was because he had made thousands of beautiful little skirts for her.
She didn't know that he cooked delicious food because he had spent countless years experimenting with her favorite flavors.
She didn't know that every time she rushed over to call him master sweetly, the gentleness that the man radiated from the depths of his brows and eyes was more than just a master-student relationship.
Even if the tragedy happened again, he didn't have the slightest strength to overthrow it.Wouldn't it be too cruel for him to watch her leave again?
Just… just do it all over again.It doesn't matter how many years he has to wait this time, he wants to see her.
He wants to caress her soft hair, he wants to hold her by his side for the rest of his life, he wants to hold her on the steps under the eaves and listen to the rustling of the paper-cut corners of the eaves, he wants to wait until the tree is covered with "Together Forever" ...
The endless loop was finally interrupted, and before he was about to collapse the world again, the trance air became so gentle.
He pushed open the door and saw her sitting under the eaves, looking up and smiling sweetly at him.
Is it an illusion?It's still a fantasy... It's still the compensation you couldn't ask for.
Before he could think clearly, he followed his own heart and hugged her.Petite and soft, just like in memory.
Watching the setting sun, watching the sunset, watching the vast expanse of stars, watching the moon that you can't ask for.
At the last moment before he felt himself dissipating, he heard her whisper softly: "Enough is enough."
Master, over the years, you have worked very hard, you must be very tired.Enough is enough, this liking is enough.
It turned out that a non-existent virtual character like him would also have a moment of death.
He was not afraid of disappearing into the world, but at that moment his heart became extremely clear.
Go on, Xiao Wan, no matter where you are, I will find you and stay with you.
Until, all worlds are broken.
You and me alone.
QAQ I love him so much! ! ! ! ! !
Although this book is very exciting and few people read it, the reason why I have not stopped updating it is probably the characters created by the pen and the little angels who voted for me.
Every time I see you, I can't bear to be eunuchs.
There are few fans, so I love it! ! !
(End of this chapter)
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